The lady in front of her was dressed in a peach-colored floor-length silk gown, exuding elegance and grace with her refined makeup and beautiful features. By her posture, it seemed she had taken an interest in Ye Yiheng.
In an instant, Leng Yu Yan seemed to understand something.
At the same time, Fan Minmin also looked towards Leng Yu Yan, smiling in greeting.
Her assessing gaze left no trace.
The young girl in view wore a white eye veil, and her bamboo-colored skirt trailed along the ground, complemented by a white scarf.
Her hair, dark as a waterfall, outlined her delicate, exquisite figure. Although her face was covered, one could still see her forehead, as lovely as polished jade, and her excessively beautiful eyes.
Just now, her voice had sounded as clear and pleasing as the ringing of pearls and jade. Had she not been rumored to be the world's ugliest woman with horrific discolorations on her face, one really could not connect the two images.